Tuesday, 1 December 2009

Ainjel Emme




Ainjel Emme






"Romance in the way the clouds swirl 'round the sun, the day is opaque and the sky is in love"





"Your Heart Plays The Strings Of The Universe"






"fingers claw the air like birds fighting for bread crumbs, you succumb, you thrash until you're numb, until your work is done."

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